What Brian L is referring to is the story I told him about going to Rainiers games as a kid, mostly 1958 to 61, but as early as 54. It was a quarter for a bleacher ticket and I usually splurged a dime for a box of popcorn. I would look at the "card" inside the box of course, but would just throw it on the floor. Nobody I knew collected the things -- after all, they weren't REAL baseball cards (like Topps). And yes, the stands would be littered with them after the game. If I only knew then what I know now . . .
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